Heart Knight - Merthur Fanfic - Merlin TV & Heartstopper Crossover/Fusion

2. Form

The halls were far too crowned now in his opinion. Shoulders were hitting shoulders; feet were tripping other feet. Merlin had already fallen once and had to avoid not falling at least three times from getting pushed out the way by tardy and boisterous students. The room B25 was in sight, his kneecap ached, and his shoulder hurt after being jarred. He stalled in front of room, arms crossing over his knotting stomach.

This year is going to be different.

He got knocked into once again, he was getting a headache and it was only 08:24.

With a shake of the head and a deep breath he squared his shoulders and forced his feet to move. He held his head up but didn't look at anyone except the teacher sat at his desk. Merlin greeted him politely but without a smile. He scanned the room, if the halls were crowed this room was suffocating.

"You're over there," the teacher said distracting Merlin away from his rising dread. He pointed to a table in the far corner, "next to Arthur Pendragon, he's in year twelve, a year older than you, one of the rugby boys too I think."

Rugby boys? Why would he put his next to one off them!? Clearly he hadn't grasped the memo of 'the rugby team and co. and Merlin Emrys don't mix well'. He didn't see Merlin's scowl or hear his resigned sigh, too nose deep in paperwork.

The urge to walk out of the room and hide away in the art department or the library was screaming in the back in of his head, but he took a few heavy steps towards the table hoping to stomp it down a peg.

The voice in his head went quiet as some students moved out of the way, clearing the view to Arthur.

'Oh, triple goddesses above!'

He heard of the rugby star Arthur Pendragon, naturally, just never paid him much attention, last year he'd been too caught up with the bullies from year thirteen. Arthur's dad was rich and famous. Girl fawned over him. And Merlin could now see why.

His hair was a gorgeous dusty blond colour with hints of ginger, short round the sides but longer on top. The pale morning winter sun was beaming down on him, and Merlin could have sworn Arthur's hair glowed. He had the rugby player build, broad shoulders, not overly stocky but muscular and look damn good in the school's uniform shirt and tie.

Then he looked up and Merlin stopped dead in his tracks. His eyebrows were darker than his hair and his eyes... Ocean blue. He would swim in them if he could.

They caught gazes for a brief moment before Arthur went back to reading the papers and school textbooks in front of him. Merlin took in a deep breath to calm his sudden rush of emotions and nerves. He'd shrugged off his coat and pulled the chair out when Arthur noticed him, and Merlin swore his heart was doing backflips. He knew he was smiling like an idiot but he couldn't help it. Why did the gods deemed it okay to have Merlin 'sort of' going out with someone just to make him sit next to someone else who had all the right attributes that made his stomach flutter and his heart race?

Arthur was watching him as he dumped his bag down and sat. Merlin's hands clung to the seat, his sweaty palms seeking out the cold metal of the chair's legs to help ground himself, lucky for him there wasn't any discarded chewing gum for once.

"Hi." He sounded slightly out of breath and his cheeks were burning up.

"Hi," Arthur said back with a small, friendly smile and went back to his work. Already just from that Merlin knew Arthur was different from the other members of the rugby team. He smiled kindly at him for a start and hadn't made any offhanded remarks about Merlin!

Yer, This year is going to be different, he thought with a smile. 

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